There's very little order in my Order, and it has no name.
It's a strange admixture of Tibetan Buddhism, feedback-worship, big old books, and inkstains on my hands and notebooks.
Ink is a great method of meditation, whether reading others' or pouring out your own as I'm sure you know.

I beg to remain,

Yr ob't svt.

Sister C

PS There's a church here in Detroit that has an enormous golden statue of Mary on its peak. Because it's located on an expressway service drive everyone calls the church Our Lady of the Freeway.